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I feel like my whole life is balancing precariously on the point of a needle and there's nothing I can do to aid in its continued balancing. I have no control over it at all.
Now here's the thing: this is when I feel the most secure and content. And sad, I suppose. But a content sadness, if that makes sense.
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my theory? it's all coz of God. he's looking after me and keeping me safe. he's like an invisible father wrapping his arms around us and keeping us upright on top of that needle. there's no way we can balance ourselves... his loving arms are keeping us upright.
and... i think that's why i feel so safe... because i know he will make everything ok... it's all out of my hands and into his.
sometimes it takes a situation, where we are completely helpless and there's nothing we can do... for us to remember that God is there taking care of us. Sometimes we need to be made helpless, so that we learn to trust and place ourselves in God's care.
*shrugs* that's my two cents worth ^_^
now if only he would write this essay for me.... *grumbles*
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